Nobody came first / nobody came last / turn the page if you want / but the ringing already passedThe Hole That Rings is a collection of 30 poems on no-self, surrender, and the cosmic joke. Written over twelve years and stripped of dates, these poems speak to the witness, the void, and the silence that rings. For readers of Rumi, Mary Oliver, and Nayyirah Waheed - but quieter. For anyone who has suspected the "I" is a temporary flicker.
For the hole in all of us that rings whether we listen or not.
Nobody came first / nobody came last / turn the page if you want / but the ringing already passedThe Hole That Rings is a collection of 30 poems on no-self, surrender, and the cosmic joke. Written over twelve years and stripped of dates, these poems speak to the witness, the void, and the silence that rings. For readers of Rumi, Mary Oliver, and Nayyirah Waheed - but quieter. For anyone who has suspected the "I" is a temporary flicker.
For the hole in all of us that rings whether we listen or not.